Joe James Kent

Noelle and Cole had been in the same situation after a month.

She hasn't heard anything from Blake. He must have enjoyed his time at the headquarters already, and forgotten her existence. Noelle realized it's good, because he is starting to leave her mind now. It is not quite as often as before, but still comes to her mind for a second.

Noelle was driving down the highway towards work. She saw her blank screen, and checked if there are any messages, but there's nothing. Cole must have fell on a deep sleep after clubbing last night. He has done it occasionally, and it doesn't bother her.

If she was that free, she would do the same thing.

For a month, Noelle is still learning how to drive the Mercedes. She nearly got caught in an intersection when she forgotten how to undo the clutch. Noelle was not a fast learner. She might be slow on things due to her job.

Noelle was watching the stoplight to go green. She was calm at this peaceful morning because no one tried to skid past her car when she's a slow driver. Noelle was a lot more indulged in an aching situation if someone did it.

She wished that her whole day would be as peaceful as the clouds.

When the light turned green, Noelle slowly stepped on the gas, and before she can even turn to the intersection, a car shot past, quick as the lightning, and skidded to a stop in front of her hood. Noelle was taken aback, too, and with that rapid action, she stepped on the brakes.

Thank God, Noelle was fast.

She nearly got bumped to the steering wheel, but Noelle was not furious with that. She was mad at the driver who tried to lure her into an accident. Noelle turned off the car, and boldly climbed out to confront the man.

Noelle knocked on the tinted window. The driver didn't budge, and Noelle still persisted.

"C'mon, sir, let's talk it out! I nearly got into an accident because of you!"

Meanwhile, the man who is at the car is having troubles with the controls of his car. He doesn't know how to step on the gas without hitting the pole that separates the two roads. And now, a problematic and paranoid woman was knocking at his window about his poor driving.

He wore off his shades, brushed his hair, and adjusted the buttons of his polo.

"Hello? Hello! Hello, mister or ma'am, I want to talk it straightly! I don't want to fight, but just to talk, alright?!"

Joe sighed. This woman is nosier and was unexpectedly questionable to her actions.

"Alright, alright, I am rolling down the window!"

Joe reached out to the passenger seat and let the window open. The gust of the heat busted around the car like a vacuum air he was nearly suffocated. Joe tended to have another shower when he reached his workplace, but oh, thank God, that this woman had delayed the most peaceful way possible down to the place.

"I'm sorry, young lady, that I…"

Noelle shouted, "You should have known where to turn! You see, my blinker is on!"

Joe couldn't believe his eyes. Is he seeing the right woman?

Noelle asked, "Are you still new on driving that you had to skid in front of me and halt me in this busy and rushed day?!"

Joe didn't answer and just climbed down. He approached her fast, and all of his suspicions hit the right mark. Noelle had the same level of height as him, and when their eyes met, her angry face turned white.

Noelle was… perplexed. Joe's hair followed the wind's direction, and it loosely stayed at each side of his face. Noelle pointed at him, asking, "You're…"

"Noelle!" Joe exclaimed. She tilted her head to one side and looked at his car.

"It's yours?" Noelle asked in a form of embarrassment. It was unusual.

"Yeah. Noelle… wow."

It is Joe James Kent, her college sweetheart. Both of them had seen each other by accident, and now, their reconnection was caused by another misunderstanding. Joe, who was driving this car, that Noelle was wishing not to stop the process of her driving, was here in front of her.

"Joe. It is Joe, in front of me, coming back here in Manila after so many days of…"

Their cars didn't even cause traffic. They're at the center, but the cars drove smoothly.

"Thank God it's you, Noelle. I thought it was someone else or else I will be facing some police officer or what now."

Noelle couldn't help but to be so surprised. Now that she's settling with her heart to Cole, another one would shaken her up again. Another one would enter her life that eventually had a greater and possible reason to deviate her decisions from anything else.

"I didn't know it was you. The last time we saw each other… you don't know how to drive."

Noelle nodded, convinced about that idea, and regarded his change as growth.

"Yeah, I learned. I… bought my own car. Where are you going?"

Noelle pointed anywhere, like he's stating a direction, but not eventually having the right one. Joe asked, "You're going to work?"

She was completely cut off, saying, "Yeah, I am. I am going to."

Joe looked at the cars piling up at the stoplight, and so, he decided, "I'll… can I get your number?"

Noelle turned to her cell phone and fired up her contact open. She was humiliated by where is she going. He might catch it up quickly. Noelle decided to be minutes late to the attended time she declared. After exchanging numbers, Noelle and Joe waved at each other.

Noelle rushed in, and took a breath inside her Mercedes. What the hell. What just happened?

Joe James Kent is back. He's back to wreck her life again. He's back to… rekindle those feelings that have died. Joe James is here to shaken her moment of peace, to destroy her decisions, but she's not a kid anymore.

She's old enough to know what is right and wrong.

And now, it feels wrong to get in touch with her ex-boyfriend again.